Ride: Carnival Of Light, Tape
Ride: Carnival Of Light, Tape
€9.90
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Ride
Carnival Of Light

  • Compact Cassette
  • United States
  • Sire
  • (9 45610-4)
  • 12 Tracks
  • UPC 093624561040
  • EX+ / EX-
  • virgin
  • still sealed, cut-out slit in spine

tracks

A1

Moonlight Medicine

Written By
Strings
  • Electra Strings
Organ
  • Jon Lord
A2

1000 Miles

Written By
Strings
  • Electra Strings
A3

From Time To Time

Words By
  • Mark Gardener
Music By
A4

Natural Grace

Written By
A5

Only Now

Words By
  • Mark Gardener
  • Jack Rieley
Strings
  • Electra Strings
Music By
Electric Piano
  • Steve Queralt
B1

Birdman

Written By
B2

Crown Of Creation

Written By
Organ
  • Andy Bell
Piano
  • Andy Bell
Mixed By
  • Andy Bell
B3

How Does It Feel To Feel?

Written By
Mixed By
  • George Drakoulias
Producer
  • George Drakoulias
B4

Endless Road

Written By
Organ
  • Andy Bell
Piano
  • Andy Bell
Horns
  • The Kick Horns
B5

Magical Spring

Written By
Piano
  • Andy Bell
B6

Rolling Thunder

Written By
B7

I Don't Know Where It Comes From

Written By
Choir
  • The Christchurch Cathedral School Choir
  • Simon Whalley

Credits

Bass
  • Steve Queralt
Design
  • Mark Brown
  • Ride
Drums
  • Loz Colbert
Percussion
  • Loz Colbert
Engineer
  • Chris Brown
  • Jim Scott
  • John Cornfield
  • Julie Gardner
  • Nigel Godrich
  • Tom Nellen
Mastered By
  • Stephen Marcussen
Mixed By
  • John Leckie
Photography By
  • Gered Mankowitz
  • Tom Sheehan
Producer
  • John Leckie
Vocals
  • Andy Bell
  • Mark Gardener
Lead Guitar
  • Andy Bell
Rhythm Guitar
  • Mark Gardener
Tambura
  • Mark Gardener

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